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With a roar, a black magic power suddenly erupted in the whole body of Yin Jue Ming.

The majestic mana condenses on the top of Yin Jue Ming's head, and finally forms the appearance of an eight armed Shura, which is very terrible.

Yin Jue Ming takes a step forward and punches towards the landing invincible.

At the same time, behind him, the huge eight armed Shura suddenly stretched out his hand and bombarded the land invincible.

Click! CLICK!

Around the ground, countless stone bricks, unable to bear the strong pressure, flew directly from the ground and flew toward the landing invincible.

"He is stronger than Yin Li Feng!" Lu Wudi's face sank and he was about to make a move.

But at this time, a green shirt, suddenly appeared in front of Lu Wudi.

Lu Yu took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Lu Wudi.

"It's you!" Lu Wudi recognizes Lu Yu.

If it wasn't for Lu Yu, he would have been hurt by erysipelas all the time, and he would not have the chance to get out of the pass.

Lu Wudi cried anxiously, "get out of the way!"

Lu Yu is just a supreme one, but on the other side, he is a strong man in the scattered fairyland of Yinluo sect.

"At this time, there are still people who will die for Lu Wudi?" Yin Jue Ming sneered: "since you want to die so much, I will help you."

After saying that, Yin Jue Ming screamed, eight arm Shura hit the landing feather heavily.

"Kowloon super sports!" Lu Yu's whole body suddenly released a powerful magic power. A burst of dragon roar was heard all over his body. He took a step forward, but also a blow.

Boom -

the fierce air waves suddenly spread from the center of the two people's fight.

"What a strength Yin Jue Ming's face changed, and then he laughed angrily: "fight with me to fight for the strength of the body, looking for death!"

Yin Jueming suddenly recited a series of ancient and complicated incantations. On top of his solid physique, many small words appeared in a moment, which covered his skin closely.

He opened his mouth, and the empty shadow of eight armed Shura in the air was instantly swallowed into his body.

At the same time, Yin Jue Ming's body expanded several times, almost three times as high as that of ordinary people.

"Let's come again!" The voice of Yin Jue Ming became more rough.

Lu Yu's two eyes one congealed: "borrow the hell soul, to strengthen oneself?"

Lu Yu can see through this kind of magic at a glance.

When he was torn down, Yin Jue Ming gave a cold hum and roared: "make a mystery. I'll tear you down today!"

Lu Yu doesn't talk nonsense about him either. Taichu style is directly used to fight with him.

There was a loud noise in the air. Their body movements were too fast. Many ordinary monks could only catch their shadow, but they could not see their moves clearly.

"Black dragon claws!" Lu Yu finds out the opportunity of the other side and uses the magic skill bravely.

A black dragon's claw, suddenly buckled Yin Jue Ming's shoulder, made a sound, and instantly tore off a piece of flesh and blood.

Yin Jue lives hard to support. He always feels that his own strength seems to be suppressed and can not be fully exerted.

"Shura is a high-level existence in hell. I can't even compare this simple teenager with me by using the method." Yin Jue lives in my heart.

He could feel that the Yin Qi which he borrowed from Dharma was just a little broken under Lu Yu's fist.

With the disappearance of these Yin Qi, his strength is also gradually weakened.

Yin Li Feng and several other elders saw this, but they were also shocked.

The king dust could not even suppress him.

"Is it that he is a strong immortal How could that be possible! " Yin Li Feng trembles in the voice.